Several years ago while playing Parcheesi at "The Home for the Visually Offensive" several semi-intellectual Clearwater businessmen had a sudden urge for the smell of rough sawn lumber and/or the taste of Buffalo style chicken wings. Knowing full well that they could not agree on anything as a group, and that they could not get a weekend pass from the "home" to go to Buffalo, they decided to embark upon a major undertaking, that being to open a place in Clearwater where other people of their caliber could gather and quench their thirst for the finer things in life.Their venture, however, got off to a slow start. After announcing their plans, the "Hooter Six" as they are now called, were promptly arrested for impersonating restauranteurs. There were no indictments, but the stigma lingers on.There were many obstacles ahead, not the least of which was procuring a suitable location. After months of negotiations and a heated bidding war with "Wells Brothers Disposal," who wanted to use the building for a giant walk-in Dumpster, terms were agreed to and 2800 Gulf-to-Bay Boulevard, Clearwater, Florida was theirs.Now the dilemma...what to name the place. Simple -- what else brings a gleam to men's eyes everywhere besides beer, chicken wings and an occasional winning football season? Hence, the name -- Hooters -- It is supposed that they were into owls. Strange group.